"Two Clicks v1.1 (edit)" genre: Old School
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	CD: Sample The Martian Presents: Untyin' Lost Souls   Label: Galactic Dust Records Credits: eMpyre ramireX on vox, all isntruments and programming
	Lyrics Two Clicks 1.2 Verse 1 Omnipresent like Sony, Or Cheese and Macaroni, I don’t like Bologna I like it when you show me your tits When I am drunk my conscience slips, Sorry ma’am I can’t read your lips My mind drips with endless imagination, You should check out my secret space station I like my nation, It likes inflation, Condensation’s cool I only drool when I sleep Whose council do you keep – on who’s to be a Jedi You need some visene, I can see your fuckin redeye I wanna fly, I tied my shoe when I was three Are you glad that you can see? I’d like to charge a fee, I’m wishing you were me And that’s the way its gonna be Cho: Can you pick up what I’m puttin down I’ve been down and out I climbed to the sounds A deep bass groove is heaven to me With words layered on flowin lyrically Toe me what is horrible is something un-explorable The load gets unbearable Though I’d never stop my brain Even though I’m 2 clicks from clinically insane I absorb data types all day long (I absorb data types all night long) I put the funnest shit into this fuckin song The rest gets packed in the graphix bong When ya know the words please sing along Verse 2 Please don’t test me its o.k. to second guess me When you start talkin shit I’ll be sure to depress you Nonetheless I must confess I’m verbally ruthless - I couldn’t leave you toothless Your self esteem a mess (yes) I’d like to undress her – in my bedroom My fused words go boom I like to write about doom and gloom I must consume to keep the economy a rollin The governments controllin while your rollin a jay It’ll be o.k. if you live for today To many people prey - - On the minds of the weak How did we learn to speak? Too many people sneak I think I sprung a leak In the pool of the genes I enjoy the scenes when girls remove their jeans I’m enjoyin you while your chillin with me Sometimes I gotta pee - on a tree or on some parking pavement I (we) don’t like enslavement I think I crave mints, To undo my inhalor, I’ve learned to be a failer But not this time cause I was born to rhyme Verse 3 Jelly of my mind is on fire like a wire needing spark It keeps on flowin like a river mothafucker like the moon its always dark Spining webs like shade on a narc If I found god I’d sick her on marc If I were on Jaws I’d be a killer shark In Indiana Jones I’d be the lost Ark If you paint a panther pink I’d be the Aardvark If you get buck-naked I’d be the part that’s stark Zip your lip and let me take the party over Calm the dogs down like a snausage for a rover Not a rover like a Hummer not a buzzkill like a bummer Like a breeze through the trees and the crickets in the summer I got no score to settle, just a scratch to the phat beat, So throw down your seat and find a lady worth freakin Let your body twitch and get your grey matter tweakin

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